Once a man is united to God, how could he not live forever?

Every poet and musician and artist, but for grace">Grace, is drawn away from love of the thing he tells to love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him.

Man's conquest of Nature, if the dreams of some scientific planners are realized, means the rule of a few hundreds of men over billions upon billions of men. There neither is nor can be any simple increase of power on Man's side. Each new power won by man is a power over man as well.

Man's conquest of Nature turns out, in the moment of its consummation, to be Nature's conquest of Man.

Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?

You've no idea how good an old joke sounds when you take it out again after a rest of five or six hundred years.

The only things we can keep are the things we freely give to God. What we try to keep for ourselves is just what we are sure to lose.